Destroy my pride.
Send it through the flames.
Burn it up as disposable waste.
Let me not remain the same.
Resurrect humility instead.

Destroy my doubts. 
Cut the blindfolds of my heart —
Yet once more. 
Build a telescope of love, to examine, part by part,
Jesus, the Shepherd and the sheep’s Door.

Pour Your holy oil over my heart and head,
To light up Meshech, or any dark place.
Let me climb on the unhewn stone 
— And sigh with relief at sight of the Lamb,
Born to die in my stead.  

Remind, remind, remind me again
Because I forget.